Gene Clark
Lyin’ Down The Middle
I think that line down the middle of the road
Is drivin' me insane
Three thousand miles I have come with a heavy load
And I know she's not to blame, it's all the same
San Bernadino, fourteen miles, I see that sign
While the sound of country rythms roll across my mind
I know I didn't mean to fall so far behind
And I'm drivin' this road to get to you
About this time she should see the early dawn
And know that I was cold again last night
She leaves a light in the window so I'll see
That she was there alone again last night
All awhile I think about the things she said
With the sound of country rythms rolling through my head
Miles I'm oh so lonely although I love like that
And I'm drivin' this road to get to you